The Strongest Master of Prince of Tennis

Chapter 320

In the third singles, it was finally Mōri Juzaburō’s turn to play.

Seeing Mōri Juzaburō holding a racquet, he was about to step onto the court.

Snapped!

Mutsu Yuma walked aside, smiled and suddenly patted Mōri Juzaburō on the shoulder, reminding him: “Maori, I lost a goal, but it’s three times, you have to remember!”

When Mōri Juzaburō heard Mutsu Yuma’s reminder, he was taken aback, then gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: “I know!

Standing on the court, on the opposite side of the rice field Middle-School sent by their school’s singles strongest players!

I am a third-year student, tall and looking very strong.

In contrast, Mōri Juzaburō looks a bit’weak’!

But the game started.

The audience’s judgment on this strong and weak changed instantly!

“what!

Mōri Juzaburō gave a low cry, clenched the racquet in his hand, and waved it vigorously.

boom!

call out!

Tennis balls are like bullets out of the chamber.

“La” burst out all of a sudden.

Directly hit 08 on the baseline of the Middle-School singles 3 in the opposite paddy field.

“Rikkai High School Affiliated to Mōri Juzaburō scored, the score was 1-0!

The referee immediately blew the whistle and announced the result.

“Amazing!”

“This Rikkai first-year substitute is really amazing!”

The surrounding audience couldn’t help but speak.

Mōri Juzaburō, who was only in the first grade and not very tall, could suppress the opposite third-grade player without any room for respite.

Then the score of the two sides expanded rapidly.

boom!

2-0!

Mōri Juzaburō easily won the second game!

boom!

3-0!

Mōri Juzaburō won the third game!

Under the gaze of everyone, the situation of the game is very clear.

“Oh, it’s over!”

“Our rice field Middle-School lost!”

On the side of the court, the players of Inada Middle-School sighed.

As a result, after a few games, their Middle-School failed to score even a single point. Although their Middle-School advanced to the finals of this tournament, even if they lose, they can advance to the Kanto Championship.

However, after such a fiasco to Rikkai, they are still extremely lost. The most important thing is that their paddy field Middle-School did not even force Rikkai’s real strength, so they were defeated by the freshman bench of Rikkai freshman.

boom!

“Mōri Juzaburō scored by Rikkai, the score is 5-0!”

On the court, looking at the traces of the tennis ball.

The referee announced the result.

Looking at the current score, Mōri Juzaburō finally let go of his heart and his expression was slightly relaxed.

Mōri Juzaburō secretly said in his heart:

“As long as it can be maintained, it is possible to prevent the opponent from getting a goal!”

“Hey, I didn’t expect that Maori could actually prevent the opponent from getting a goal!”

Mutsu Yuma watched from the side, but said with a bit of disappointment.

Mutsu Yuma really wants to see Mōri Juzaburō being punished by Minister Zongzheng.

“The singles player of the rice field Middle-School, really speaking of strength, has not yet reached the Kanto level, and now the strength of the Maori has already reached the Kanto level, and it is still very close to the national level, so as long as the Maori is serious, plus

Be careful, it’s not weird to be able to do it!

On the side Jujiro said in a deep voice.

Mutsu Yuma curled his lips. Mōri Juzaburō’s tennis prowess has improved rapidly, and he has to admit.

However, let Mōri Juzaburō complete the task like this, he seemed very upset.

At this moment, Mutsu Yuma suddenly gave a smirk.

“Great, only this last ball is left!”

Seeing the flying tennis ball, Mōri Juzaburō’s eyes flashed with a gleam, and the hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

The expression relaxed.

Raising the racquet in his hand is about to strike.

at this time.

A loud roar appeared!

“gross profit!!!!

Listening to this roar, Mōri Juzaburō was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked back at the roaring Mutsu Yuma.

Not only Mōri Juzaburō, but even the surrounding audience subconsciously looked over.

What happened?

I saw Mutsu Yuma then shouted: “You are about to lose the ball!”

call out!

boom!

Echoes Mutsu Yuma’s words.

A tennis ball hit the ground and then caught in Mōri Juzaburō’s wide-open eyes.

Flew out of bounds

“Um, rice field Middle-School score, 40-15!

The referee was also taken aback for a while, and after thinking about it, he still awarded Daeda Middle-School a score.

Watching the beating tennis ball off the court.

Mōri Juzaburō’s mouth twitched and shouted, “Damn it, Yuma-senpai!”

In the end, the game ended in 6-0.

Rikkai University once again advanced to the Kanto Championship as the Metropolitan Championship!

Even if he won the game 6-0, Mōri Juzaburō’s face was very ugly.

Dejectedly walked back to Rikkai’s team.

“Maori, triple the amount of training!”

Mutsu Yuma looked at the returning Mōri Juzaburō, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

And Mutsu Yuho on the side was a little speechless about his brother.

Hearing Mutsu Yuma’s words made Mōri Juzaburō very unwilling, and at the same time stared at Mutsu Yuma with wide-eyed eyes.

“Yuma-senpai, you are shameless!!

Mōri Juzaburō shouted.

But Mutsu Yuma waved his hand nonchalantly, and said, “Anyway, your opponent got a goal, so you’re ready to accept punishment!”

After speaking to Mōri Juzaburō, Mutsu Yuma turned to look at the minister Mifune Zongzheng who was aside, and asked, “Do you think it is, minister!”

Mōri Juzaburō also looked over. He wants to hear Mifune Zongzheng, the Minister of Rikkai, say “No!”

However, Mōri Juzaburō thinks too much.

Mifune Zongzheng looked at Mōri Juzaburō’s small hopeful eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Then he said jokingly: “If you say it, you must do it. If you didn’t do it, then…

Mōri Juzaburō collapsed in an instant. Hearing these words from his minister Mifune Zongzheng, he basically set his own punishment.

“Oh my God!!!”

Mōri Juzaburō exclaimed. He seemed to be able to see what a dead dog he would be tired of in the future.

He felt that his miserable life was about to come, and felt that life was bleak from now on!

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